Nation: Where the Stars Fall

A cold cigar lay on the edge of the littered desk. Sitting behind the
desk, Alabama's Governor George Corley Wallace, 44, seemed charged with
electric intensity. His eyes, burning like lasers, were dark, deep, and
eyebrowed over with black bands. His voice was deceptively soft,
grace-noted with a Southern drawl, yet tinged with anxiety.

"I deplore violence," said Wallace. He reached for a pack of Dentyne and
put a piece in his mouth. "But who started all this violence? There's a
lot of agitators and the Communist Party mixed...